*Shelby*

“I hope you packed for the snow,” Michael said as he pulled me into a hug.

Lucille followed down the stairs behind me, pulling her fur wrap tight around her shoulders.

“I can’t believe we actually get to spend Christmas here again,” Lucille said, smiling wide.

Michael gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and held the door for us to get into the back of the car waiting there for us. He slid in after ...